I like the composition and the way the river leaves with a sense of wondering what comes after that turn. I would have liked to see the trees on the right a bit more sharp.
For in and out, above, about, below,
'Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show,
Play'd in a Box whose Candle is the Sun,
Round which we Phantom Figures come and go.
From Edward Fitzgerald's Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
Joanie